# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | Shall we meet beyond the river, where the surges | | | | | | | |
d102 | Shall we meet our loved and lost ones | | | | | | | |
d103 | Shall we not reach that land | | | | | | | |
d104 | Sweetly the morning light | | | | | | | |
d105 | Tell me, little flower | | | | | | | |
d106 | The sea is wildly tossing | | | | | | | |
d107 | There are hills beyond the valley where the river glideth by | | | | | | | |
d108 | There are little children | | | | | | | |
d109 | There are many beauteous mansions | | | | | | | |
d110 | There is a beautiful world Where saints and angels sing | | | | | | | |
d111 | There is a glorious kingdom | | | | | | | |
d112 | There is a happy land, fast by the throne | | | | | | | |
d113 | There is a happy world above | | | | | | | |
d114 | There is a land, a sunny land | | | | | | | |
d115 | There's a beautiful land on high | | | | | | | |
d116 | There's a better way | | | | | | | |
d117 | There's a land far away, mid the stars | | | | | | | |
d118 | They're gathering homeward from every land, One by one | | | | | | | |
d119 | Though my life the pathway | | | | | | | |
d120 | Time on eagle pinions flying | | | | | | | |
d121 | To him who dwells above, beyond | | | | | | | |
d122 | Today the Savior calls, ye wanderers come | | | | | | | |
d123 | Traveling through this world | | | | | | | |
d124 | Watch ye saints with eyelids waking | | | | | | | |
d125 | Watchman, tell us of the night | | | | | | | |
d126 | We are coming, we are coming, blessed Jesus | | | | | | | |
d127 | We are little children | | | | | | | |
d128 | We have laid them down to rest | | | | | | | |
d129 | We shall meet and sing | | | | | | | |
d130 | We thank thee, Lord | | | | | | | |
d131 | We will cheerfully bear every trial | | | | | | | |
d132 | Weary child, from day to day | | | | | | | |
d133 | We'll journey together to Zion, That beautiful city of light, | | | | | | | |
d134 | We'll take up our [the] stand for the youth | | | | | | | |
d135 | We're little Christian soldiers | | | | | | | |
d136 | We're traveling home to heaven above | | | | | | | |
d137 | What is it points my soul | | | | | | | |
d138 | What makes little children | | | | | | | |
d139 | When safe in your dwelling so cheerful and warm | | | | | | | |
d140 | Where the sounding waves of the march of time | | | | | | | |
d141 | Who will meet me when I die | | | | | | | |
d142 | Would my little children know | | | | | | | |
d143 | Ye shall shine as the stars | | | | | | | |
[This hymnal is not yet complete - may be missing texts or tunes]